HP Magic Biography
Chapter 203 Follow-up
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It was Thursday morning when that bastard Malfoy showed up again, with his arm bandaged, and he was showing it off at the dinner table, like a hero returning from a wound, the worst Annoyed that anyone still believed Malfoy's arm hadn't healed.
How's it going, Draco? Pansy Parkinson asked with a smirk. Does it hurt?
It hurts, Malfoy said, making a brave face on purpose. But Harry saw Pansy wink at Clara and Goyle when Pansy looked away.
It's so disgusting that it explodes... Ron muttered angrily, I knew he would be like this, pretending to be sick, he would not be ashamed of himself, Madam Pomfrey can even grow Harry's bones back overnight.
Harry didn't speak, he just stared at Malfoy, and Malfoy was giving him a triumphant expression, but in Harry's opinion, this was very embarrassing, he really wanted to give Malfoy a bat spirit Curse, so that you don't have to look at Malfoy's distorted face because of his arrogance.
He's really... Harry finally couldn't bear it anymore, because of Malfoy, Hagrid's condition is very bad these days, drinking every day, and his protection of magical beasts seems to have become a joke , what Harry and the others face every day is the Flobber caterpillar. This thing is just like an ordinary caterpillar. It has a bamboo body with colorful colors and looks disgusting. They just lie on their stomachs except for eating. , turning over occasionally.
Harry had no idea what the purpose of this creature was, eating cabbage? To be watched? Forget it, that's disgusting, and if there's anything magical about the damn thing, it doesn't count that he's bigger than a normal caterpillar.
Calm down, Harry! Fan Lin pulled Harry back to the chair, which caused a burst of laughter from the long Slytherin table, and Harry Potter and his bastard friend had a disagreement...
Laura looked at this side with a concerned face. Since the incident in the secret room, Laura has become more silent. Now she seems to be more willing to be with those ghosts.
He's not worth your while...and he's hoping for this too, so that he can get even worse and take it all on Hagrid... Fan Lin said, he picked up another piece of pudding, sure enough. is the most important.
Ever since seeing all kinds of food, Fan Lin suddenly felt that the British recipes were really not worth mentioning, or they were... rubbish...
It should be said that looking up at the starry sky, even the most orthodox British, few can accept and enter it.
It is worth mentioning that,
Fan Lin's books written by imitating Gilderoy Lockhart's novels, The Philosopher's Stone of the Dungeon and Whispers of Death: The Basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets have all been completed. He submitted the first draft of the Philosopher's Stone to The Daily Prophet newspaper office has passed the review.
In fact, the Daily Prophet needs to have content to fill the gap in literature, and it is indeed unattractive to readers of this section if it is all gossip.
...
The dispute in the early morning didn't last long. Today's first session was Potions taught by Professor Snape. Before the class started, all the Gryffindors put away their smiles. As the Potions classroom got closer, Neville's face became paler. When Neville saw Snape, his face looked like a dead man.
Professor Snape became more terrifying than before, perhaps because Snape failed to apply for the Defense Against the Dark Arts professorship again. On the second day of school, Snape's first Potions class this semester , All the Gryffindors received even more cruel points deductions. On the first day, they were deducted more than 20 points for various reasons. The most important thing is that they are already in the third grade...
Of course, there is also Fan Lin's private teaching work with Snape. With the growth of Fan Lin's strength, Fan Lin can get less and less from Snape. What he needs is the accumulation of magic power. So Snape justly refused to continue to guide Fan Lin. Of course, Snape fired all his firepower in the last confrontation before leaving, and it only took less than five minutes to get Fan Lin out of his office. driven out.
Sit down, sit down, said Professor Snape lazily. Harry and Ron looked at each other wryly. If they were late, Snape would not have said sit down, and he would deduct credits from them without hesitation.
Of course, Malfoy's treatment is obviously not comparable to that of Harry and Ron. No matter what he does in class, he will not be punished by Professor Snape.
As for Fan Lin... Forget it, he doesn't want to die yet, so let Malfoy do this kind of thing. The treatment of him and Hermione was to leave it alone, and at the same time, maybe Snape wanted to find a better reason to deduct points, so he directly divided the know-it-all combination into a group, and then threw them into the corner.
Snape was the head of the Slytherin house, and under normal circumstances, priority was always given to the students of this house. Today they're working on a new potion: the shrinking solution.
Fan Lin has seen these contents before. In fact, because of Snape's private teaching, general potion refining will not cause any problems for Fan Lin.
Seeing Harry and the two of them frowning tightly, Fan Lin knew that the two of them had never previewed.
Malfoy put his cauldron next to the two of Harry, so that he successfully blended into Harry's team. The potion ingredients were on each table, and these were shared.
Harry looked disgusted, Malfoy must have no good intentions.
Sure enough, just when everyone was getting ready, Malfoy was the first to attack.
Please start your show...
Sir, Malfoy called, Sir, I need someone to cut the roots of these daisies for me, because my arm—
Weasley, root for Malfoy, Snape said without looking up.
Ron was as red as a brick with rage.
There's nothing wrong with your arm, he said to Malfoy angrily.
Malfoy smirked across the table.
Weasley, you heard what Professor Snape said, cut the roots.
Ron grabbed the knife, pulled Malfoy's root in front of him, and began chopping roughly, in varying sizes.
Professor, Malfoy drawled, Weasley's chopped up my roots, sir.
Snape approached their table, looked down at it from his hooked nose, and gave Ron an unpleasant smile from under his long, greasy black hair.
Swap roots with Malfoy, Weasley.
But, sir—
Ron had just spent a quarter of an hour carefully chopping his own roots so they were exactly the same size.
Now, said Snape in his most dangerous tone.
Ron pushed his own so beautifully cut root across the table to Malfoy, and picked up the knife again. Mobile users please browse and read for a better reading experience.
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